To be honest, this kitchen looks really shabby, and it can only be used immediately.

At noon, Zhang Yuanxiao planned to cook a braised pork rice for himself and his son.

He first cut the pork belly, onions and other ingredients into small pieces.

Then heat the oil, add the onion and sauté until browned.

After that, I used another pot to fry the pork belly, and it didn't take long for the aroma of fat to waft out.

He added green onions, ginger and garlic and continued to stir-fry, and then added cooking wine, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, oil, rock sugar and other seasonings, some of which he bought in the town this time.

The original cooking level is average, and there will not be much seasoning in the stove.

After stir-frying for a while, Zhang Yuanxiao put the hot water that had been boiled, the onions that had been heated before, and two eggs into it.

Then cover the pot and let it simmer.

It's not enough meat, it's also vegetables.

Zhang Yuanxiao picked the Shanghai green he bought, washed it, and then fried it in another pot.

When the dish comes out of the pot, the braised pork is not yet good.

But there's no hurry.

When the time reached eleven forty-five, the braised meat was ready, and as soon as the pot was opened, a burst of domineering fragrance came out.

The aroma is tangy, the color is attractive, and each piece of meat is soaked in juice.

Zhang Yuanxiao is quite satisfied with this braised pork.

The meal was also ready, he took out two lunch boxes, two lunch boxes, and the regular blue appearance was originally replaced by Zhang Zihao, but now.

He took one of them and requisitioned it.

I put two lunch boxes in it, put an egg in each of them, then put in the braised pork and vegetables in turn, and finally poured the soup on it.

Just looking at it makes you appetize.

Zhang Yuanxiao prepared no more and no less, just two lunch boxes, but considering that Zhang Zihao didn't eat so much, he packed them less.

He didn't want to eat with pickles like the original owner, which was not good for his health.

In fact, although the Zhang family is poor, it has not reached the point of eating pickles every meal, in Zhang Yuanxiao's opinion, the original owner did this, purely because he was more moved by himself, and it was not necessary.

Now his son is only more than eight years old, and he still has to rely on him as a father, he has to have a good body.

After the lunch box was packed, Zhang Yuanxiao rode on the electric car and set off.

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Thanks to the electric car, it took a few minutes to arrive at Shimizu Elementary School.

It's not yet twelve o'clock, the primary school hasn't finished yet, there are a lot of parents outside, some come to pick up their children home to eat and some also send food to their children, Qingshui Primary School has a canteen, but this canteen is not open for meals, only some tables and chairs, so the school also allows students to eat in the canteen at noon.

However, there are a few small food shops outside the elementary school, and students from good families will also visit them.

Zhang Yuanxiao stopped under a big tree in the old place, waiting for the end of school.

However, when the bell rang for the end of class, Zhang Zihao was called to the office.

In the office, most of the teachers also went to eat, only Teacher Zhou and Zhang Zihao, who were called.

Teacher Zhou sat on a chair and looked at the child in front of him.

The little boy is more than eight years old, but he is shorter than other boys of the same age, although he is short, Zhang Zihao is the best-looking little boy in the first class of the third grade.

He is not like other little boys who run and jump all day long, he is very quiet, he is more introverted, and his skin is not as dark as other children, but healthy and fair.

The hair is also neatly trimmed, wearing a set of blue short-sleeved short sleeves and short sleeves, wearing small shoes, and looking very well-behaved and cute.